Lyric Efil s God

Efils good and the time is right
I ll bundle-up and slip away
The count is down and the drip is up
It s time to split this hunk of clay

Now you can bring back my suitcase
but you can t bring me
And you can have all the money
cause you say that you must
But if you think that it matters
take a look at me
And don t close your eyes
as I turn into dust

Don t tell me that I can t do this
As if you knew
But you don t know
How efils good